He's not as innocent as you thought he is

Brys

"Where are you taking me to?" I worriedly glanced around as I tried to follow where we were.

"I have something to show you," he tightly held my wrist as he continued to drag me forward. His steps were hurried. It was as if he were trying to get to somewhere, fast.

"Sky—"

"What's wrong?" He stopped and slowly turned to face me.

"Why are you crying?" I stared into his red, puffy eyes as I tried to understand what the hell was going on with him. First, he was acting too strange, and now his eyes are red as if he has been crying for a long time.

"Crying?" He chuckled. "Why will you think I'm crying?" He wiped the tears from his face. "Leaves on a branch entered my eyes now. I guess it left me teary," he smiled, yet, I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was seriously wrong with him.

"Sky?"

"Let's go," he turned and continued to drag me down the path until we got to the thickest part.

"Sky, I—"